Chapter 1

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight

Bella's pov

"I'll be fine" I tell my mother Renee for the fiftieth time before I leave to get on the plane to Forks, Washington.

"Call me when you arrive!" she yells as I'm walking away.

I give her a thumbs up signaling I will. I turn to the line ready to get on the plane heading to Forks, it's been forever since I've been on a plane and I'm kind of nervous. I didn't tell my mom because she would have added it to her reasons why I don't have to leave her and my step-father Phil in Phoenix, Arizona.

I know my mom's upset about me moving to Forks, but I think it's for the best. It's not that I didn't love living in Phoenix it just got boring and I don't expect Forks to much different, but I'm ready for a change. So currently I'm facing the window on an airplane heading to live with my dad Charlie. I haven't seen him since I was thirteen and know I'm seventeen. I won't miss much in Phoenix, only my mom and maybe Phil. You see me and Phil don't talk to each other much, but there's no problem between us two.

In high school no one dared to socialize with me unless they had to. I guess my long, waist length brown hair I used as a curtain for my face and my pale skin made me look like not the best socializer or as the people in my class called me when they thought I wasn't listening the "freak".

Eventually the plane lands and I'm walking through the airport with my decent amount of luggage looking for my dad. He couldn't have changed that much and I suspect he won't be hard to find. I check my IPhone 4s and I don't have any messages from him. Then I spot him. You can see in his chocolate brown eyes that he's excited to see me, you should have heard him on the phone. He was ecstatic to hear I was not coming to visit, but coming to live with him.

"Bells! I've missed you so much" he says as he engulfs me in a hug.

"I've missed you to dad, you look the same" I say with a smile

He really does look the same as I remember, small amount of bags under his eyes from the stress of being the Chief of police, and the same chocolate brown hair and eyes as me. I got most of my genetics from him.

I hope that's a good thing" he teases, "Let's get you home" he adds with a smile, grabbing my luggage.